Kris Esfandiari (Miserable, King Woman, NGHTCRWLR) gives a bloody thumbs-up during filming of The Runner.
📷 source: Boy Harsher (FB)
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Hello hello internet, runner says hi on his first official post :D
Yeah he's kind of an antisocial...
Soon y'all will meet the other characters properly I promise
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Here's a dose of Vitamin B+:
"I am Frankie Nadal: a bisexual, Indigenous/Latine, gender-nonconforming man.
My bones are stardust, my muscles dreams, and my flesh a mystery.
I, quite simply, am me."
'My experiences as a bisexual man'
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Boy Harsher - Autonomy (Feat. Lucy - Cooper B. Handy)
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Existentialism in the Run series (Run 3 in particular)
Run 3 seems simple. You play as a character who navigates coloured tiles, occasionally twisting around their own perception and their body with it to land on tiles in different orientations than the one they currently are on. There are also grey tiles, that fall away into the inky black expanse of space when touched. It is a simple game with simple mechanics and a simple goal: run.
However, why are we running? Are we running from any person or thing in particular? And if so, whom, or what? Are we just running so that we do not suffer the same fate as the grey tiles as mentioned before? And about the tiles, what are they? Why are they here? Random tiles in the infinite expanse of the cosmos, for the sole purpose of running and jumping off them? Why?
Are we, the player character, trapped in a prison? A prison where you either run, or you die. A prison where you seldom meet other people, other living souls. Isolation at its finest. You can't even stop and make friends with the tiles, what with the player character endlessly running away from them. If we are a prisoner to some unknown force, what crime did we commit? What heinous thought of defiance or harm did we act upon, that lead us trapped in this endless marathon of isolation?
Or, maybe this isn't even a prison. What if we were one of the last remaining lives left in the universe itself? What if we made it to the end, and this is the universe saying goodbye? The expansive contents of our universe slowly breaking down into tiles, which have colors that are just mere reflections of what this great cosmos once was? We know that even this is breaking down, as shown by the grey tiles. Eventually, the colored tiles that very incorrectly reflect the universe as we know it to be right now, will in turn become grey and break down as well, until we, the player character, fall into the void of spacetime, watching until we watch no more.
We have no say in the events of the Run games, we just run. And that just fills me, and maybe several other people, with pure dread. Horror at its finest.
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